tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080890172361800192024-03-14T01:55:30.960-07:00Running to His ArmsJohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-79135743785140967452013-05-05T14:57:00.001-07:002013-05-05T14:57:08.504-07:00We Made It! We Made IT!!<br />
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Four months have already gone by. I can't believe it. The last few days have been an emotional roller-coaster. I was so ready to be done with class then I finished and I went into this crazy weird state. I didn't know how to feel. I just can't believe it's over. Is it real? We said bye to all our Japanese friends-tomorrow morning I say bye to Brenna, one of my really good friends. I hiked the castle for the last time, I went to the beach for the last time, I ran in Alicante for the last time (Praise the Lord it was the last run in my old beat up shoes too), I took down all my pictures-if you saw my room you understand the significance of that statement. We went to il duomo for the last time. I took my last shower in that nasty shower, packed my bags, cleaned my room (well somewhat), saw the last killer view on the pier. It's a weird feeling. I remember preparing to come here-I remember how stressed I was and how unreal it felt to be going and now it feels so unreal to be going home.<br />
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This was one of the most challenging semesters I've ever had, but one of the best and definitely the most growing. God taught me so much about Him. About my faith. About me. About friends. About communication. About other cultures. About awesome people. About His creation. About patience. About grace and love. About cleanliness or lack there of. About my peanut butter addiction. About my where my heart and focus should be. About relationships-with all people. About courage and independence. About prayer. About spending time in the Word. About so much. I really can't even put it all down on paper. Honestly, at this moment I'm so overwhelmed with the fact I'm leaving and saying bye to so many people I can't even process all I learned. I learned so much spanish. Who knew? haha better yet though I learned the importance of my faith and sharing it with others. I have never in my life been surrounded by so many who don't share my faith in Christ. I have learned the value of being intentional, even when I'm tired or just don't feel like socializing. I have learned the importance of being in the Word when I'm sharing. Being fueled by the Holy Spirit is the only way. I've learned more of what it is to love like Christ. I've seen my friends share with others who are Japanese and communicate with each other through Spanish, now that is COOL and so the Holy Spirit! I've experienced sooo much and feel like I have grown and changed. Hopefully for the better!<br />
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I can't wait to see everyone back home. I have missed everyone greatly! And I CANNOT wait to MEET baby JASE!!! AHH!! I love my family! :) But I'm going to miss Spain and all my friends here! It was one INCREDIBLE semester!<br />
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Thanks for all the prayers! See you in America! Now to finish packing!!<br />
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<br />JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-70797919569741443852013-04-18T10:00:00.004-07:002013-04-18T10:00:56.193-07:00Where to start? Ah, the End is in sight.Well, it's been a while. Over 2.5 weeks. That was because I literally had the craziest break ever. Ever. I don't know where to even start. I backpacked through Europe! WHAT?! I did it already and it still doesn't feel real. So I'm going to try to condense this-so some things may be left out and some things may be all over the place. So be prepared. Sorry if it's too long.<br />
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I started off Thursday, el 28 de marzo en el autobus al aeropuerto. Ay. My sweet friends, Hayley and Ellen, saw me off. It was strange to say bye to them for almost 3 weeks. I missed them a lot over break. But my first stop-Luzern, Switzerland. However, I made some short terms delays along the way. My first flight from Alicante to Barcelona got delayed for 3 hours...it was fine by me, less time in the middle of the night in Barcelona. Plus I got an 18 euro voucher for food and drinks, first starbucks all semester. Not gonna lie, I can live without it. It was good though. But Spain has got the coffee down. Then I finally made it to Barcelona, I slept in an airport for the first time. #booya. It was luckily 8 hours instead of 11 from the delay in Alicante. Made it on my next plane to Zurich, hopped off the plane in Zurich and grabbed a train ticket to Luzern and an hour later I was greeted at perfect timing with my friends at the train station. God is so good, who needs technology? O wait, I do...well most of the time. I was greeted by Rusty, Emily, Jacob and Ellen. It was so great to see all of their faces.<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--NGpC5MuFsM/UXAchJxJ4wI/AAAAAAAAASY/VmipRTAobPU/s1600/IMG_1272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--NGpC5MuFsM/UXAchJxJ4wI/AAAAAAAAASY/VmipRTAobPU/s320/IMG_1272.JPG" width="320" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f_LbfxiKRKg/UXAcbVuB2GI/AAAAAAAAASI/_fky7rk16yc/s1600/IMG_1258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f_LbfxiKRKg/UXAcbVuB2GI/AAAAAAAAASI/_fky7rk16yc/s320/IMG_1258.JPG" width="320" /></a>We set off for our adventure-I was struggling after only 2 hours of sleep, but I was so happy to be with everyone and see MOUNTAINS it didn't matter. We didn't have the best weather, but it was a cool place. We saw the old wooden bridge, the stone lion, and stayed in a great little hotel with...wait for it....HOT SHOWERS!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH! I could take more than a 7 minute hot shower and it was CLEAN! Praise Jesus. SOOOO GOOD. You don't even know. But seriously. We had such fun just hanging out in the hotel too. We facedtimed so many friends, played the longest game of Phase 10, laughed together, watched random youtube videos, ate packed sandwiches, Em and I wrestled in bed (yeah, I'm a girl, no shame). I've really learned a lot about how much a difference it makes to travel with the people you love and care about. As the famous Ms. Jeanne says, "It's not where you go, but who you're <br />
with." I didn't really understand that till I came abroad. The places are amazing. God shines through them all. It humbles you. But I enjoyed being with my friends and enjoying it with them so much more. They made the trip. I honestly believe I could have been anywhere in the world and been happy. Just being surrounded by people who all love each other was so good. It made my heart so warm and fuzzy. O I have to add my first accident proneness-I feel off this awesome rope swingset and gave my knee a wicked bruise. It was so funny.<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_n7S0aAfso/UXAgwpBW4QI/AAAAAAAAAWU/o2EOgzGuOE4/s1600/IMG_1295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_n7S0aAfso/UXAgwpBW4QI/AAAAAAAAAWU/o2EOgzGuOE4/s200/IMG_1295.JPG" width="200" /></a>We then hopped on a train to Salzburg! FINALLY! Okay, now I saw some amazing places this break, but I really think my favorite scenery (well the Cliffs in Ireland are about equal) was the view on this train. We went right through the Swiss Alps and HECK. They. Were. BEAUTIFUL. For one I love the mountains. I don't know if there's anything that can sweep my heart up like they can. But o my goodness, they were soooo gorgeous. Those 6 hours were a piece of cake, but yeah they were sweeter.<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0RTynDSbs9M/UXAcoDakO0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/2ccwRtGWSxY/s1600/IMG_1310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0RTynDSbs9M/UXAcoDakO0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/2ccwRtGWSxY/s320/IMG_1310.JPG" width="320" /></a>We got to Salzburg and dropped the Liverpoolians off at their hostel and then went for a good Italian dinner. Yeah, really, life is great. We went back to hostel and watched Monster's Inc. in the room. We had too seem like some crazy kids who took over, but it was perfect. Then Em and I went back to her cute place and I met her sweet host mom and got some good pillow talk with her. I've missed that sweet friend. It's just so good to have such good friends who I can have deep life conversations with that are centered around Christ. We woke up and I got to see beautiful Austria. We made not have had the best weather, but dang, it's so beautiful and heck, I love the snow. We took an awesome hike up towards the fortress and walked all around. I ate some good food, had some black coffee, and best yet had great company. My heart was so happy. My friends are sooo cool. BAH! It was fun to have time with all of them. We had a movie night at Em's-I don't know what we watched. It was weird and I about feel asleep, but I loved being there with everyone. It was great seeing Ellen too! She's precious and her legs were SOOOOO hairy. She had man hair legs. Props. No shave semester. That takes guts-more power to her! Poor Em and Rusty had midterms and class that week. We probably could have had some better timing. But Em and I got some good one-on-one time at their school my last day. We went up to the library, spending time in the word and prayer. Jesus is so good. It was great to humble ourselves before him and open our hearts to Him and each other. Being vulnerable is such a relief at times. That night I got to spend some good time with Rusty too. It's crazy how one semester being totally uprooted can cause you to break down walls. I've learned so much about my role as a woman of Christ. It's been good to feel weak, but also good to see others around me weak as well. It makes me realize how much we all need Christ and how are strength really does come from Him. It's humbling.<br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2vX5SghbII/UXAc48x2fiI/AAAAAAAAAUE/oDd13QROAPQ/s1600/IMG_1562.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2vX5SghbII/UXAc48x2fiI/AAAAAAAAAUE/oDd13QROAPQ/s320/IMG_1562.jpg" width="213" /></a>Then Thursday came again. I said bye to Em at the bus and this time Rusty dropped me off at the airport. My peanut butter got taken through security, but I got a stamp! I jumped on the plane and off to London! I took a bus into town, jumped on the tube, and walked to my hostel to meet up with Brenna! Heck yes. I feel so grown up doing all this travel by myself-especially having to figure it all out for myself. Haha But the Lord let everything go smoothly. Thanks for all the prayers. It was soo good to see Brenna though! Ah we all had so much fun! Beth came the next day (in which she witnessed an armed-robbery on her walk to the hostel), and then Karissa the next night. We saw so much, but didn't see it all. Beth and I went to the Tower of London (while poor Brenna was sick), it was awesome, sooo much history. We saw the crowned jewels and all these crazy execution tools. So much history. We also got to go up on the Tower Bridge. We saw Big Ben, Buckingham Palace, West Minster Abbey, all the cool buses, the national portrait gallery, the art museum, saw VanGogh! AH! O second accident. In our hostel-we had these drawers that pulled out from under our beds and they are heavy and yes it managed to fall on my face, so that little cut across my nose you see in pictures is from that. And we finished up by going to King's Cross Station and saw PLATFORM 9 3/4! Heck yes.<br />
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Then we bought tickets and headed to Edinburgh. What an adventure. Hopped on the train, then another, and then found out we couldn't get to Edinburgh by train because of technical problems, waited for 2 hours and took like a 2 or 3 hour bus ride to Edinburgh. It was beautiful though. Who knew Scotland would be so great. We had the BEST hostel location. Literally right at the bottom of the castle. Ugh. it was soooo beautiful and green and uh great. I loved it. I really loved it. I want to go back. We saw Arthur's Seat-amazing. Amazing. It was a gorgeous hike. We saw the cafe where J.K Rowling wrote Harry Potter, The Elephant House!! AH! Nerd moment. The grave she got a lot of the names, like Tom Riddle, were right outside. It was such a cool place. We met a girl named Alison and had dinner with her and listened to some good music with. She was from Canada. How cool. It was such a beautiful place. I wasn't expecting to love it that much.<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFicUOb1XPE/UXAdA2orQVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/x2eeHgyKKZM/s1600/IMG_1645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFicUOb1XPE/UXAdA2orQVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/x2eeHgyKKZM/s320/IMG_1645.JPG" width="320" /></a>Last stop. Galway. Heck YES! I want to live there. I am going back. The nature. I miss nature. I love green grass and animals and fresh air and trees and rolling hills and NICE people. Probably one of my favorite parts of Ireland was the people. They were soooo nice and so funny! I felt so loved. I even got hugs. Our B&B mom, Mary, was amazing. We had a great breakfast every morning, she drove us into town once, booked our tours, called our taxi, gave us those warm bottles to warm your bed, talked with us and loved on us. It was fantastic. Our first full day we took a tour to the Cliffs of Moher! One of the 7 natural wonders of the world. Yeah, you know the Cliffs of Insanity (if you've seen the movie you know this reference), the cliffs that Dumbledore was on by the cave in the water when looking for the horcrux. The tour was incredible. Our driver was great. Funny, super nice and taught us so much. We saw the beautiful country side of Ireland and then these SPECTACULAR cliffs. They literally made me speechless. It was so humbling and totally awe-inspiring. It reminded me of how beautiful my God is. Amazing. I felt sick, dumbfounded, amazed, speechless, humbled, thrilled, so happy, and shocked and so many other emotions all in one. It was so much to take in. We did not have enough time, but I am going back. Ahhh. Just incredible. Really the most incredible thing I've ever seen. God is good. His creation really does proclaim His glory. And sorry, the pictures don't do it justice. We also went on a tour to Conemara Park. Ah it's just all soooooo beautiful. So beautiful. I wish I could explain it and do it justice, but you have to see it to understand. We had such good girl time too. It was so fun getting to know Brenna better and come back knowing we are all going to make sure we have a good time. We got the awesome Irish rings called, Claddagh rings, so Irish-there's too much to explain it all. We enjoyed the sweet, quaint coastal town, even though it was rainy. I got lots of Casey souvenirs. Again the company made the trip. It was Emily (Spain), Karissa, Beth, Brenna and I and we all had so much fun.<br />
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Then Sunday evening we came back to Alicante, our other home. It's so familiar now. We all struggled coming back. But surprisingly now that I'm here, it's good to be back. I missed the sunshine. And it's good to be back with everyone. We have all gotten really close and it's good to be reunited. Besides only 12 days of actual class left! AH! That is crazy. 3 weeks from today I will be home. Ah. That's crazy!!! I'm so excited and pretty ready. I'm ready to see everyone, but it's strange to be leaving so soon. I want to embrace it all as much as possible. The Lord has taught us all so much. I can't comprehend how it will be when we go home and process everything.<br />
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Now I would keep going but this is SOOO long as it is, so I'm going to stop. So I hope this gives you a brief overview of Spring Break. There's so much more.<br />
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The Lord is so faithful. I'm praising Him for how He worked this last week. Pray He continues to do so and that He will change lives-Pray we all rely on Him as well and make the most of these last few weeks. Thanks for all of them this far! :)<br />
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JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-24784220551792463502013-03-25T15:24:00.000-07:002013-03-25T15:26:55.202-07:00"OH MY GOSH!!!! OH MY GOSH!!!"Yeah that's all I could say Thursday afternoon when I looked up expecting to see Asaf and saw Rusty standing outside the apartment door where the Hills were staying. I still can't believe he came without me knowing.<br />
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I should be going to bed right now, but I thought I would fill everyone in on my wonderful weekend.<br />
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So if you didn't pick up on it or you haven't already heard-either from me or all my crazy friends who can't help but tell all our friends back home and that have to take creeper pics of us all the time, Rusty surprised me by showing up in Spain. Yes, Alicante, Spain. I didn't know. Beth captured it on video, don't worry. "But for real"(yes I used that intentionally), I was in shock. I had no idea. We were all sitting and talking at the Hills waiting on Asaf-someone is always late. Always. I mean we are in Spain. So of course I didn't think anything of it. And I was sooooo excited to see the Hills I really wasn't paying attention to anything going on. Even Beth slipped on the bus that morning "Asaf, you excited to see your bro today?" I heard it and didn't even think anything of it. Haha they had to tell me to get up before I could move. It's hard to process something like that in a short time. You think you would stand up and run, but you have to convence yourself it's real first. Haha. It was probably the best surprise of my life. It's going to be pretty hard to top that.<br />
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I can't believe the time has already come and gone. Time is going by soooo quickly now. But recap of the weekend. Rusty got there and we all hung out with the Hills for a while. It was great. We talked ate reese's, took pictures, laughed-then we broke off little by little. The Hills had dinner with Hayley's host mom (they said it went great!), we broke off and went to my apartment and made food and talked with Su (my Korean roomate) for several hours. It was awesome. We learned all about her culture and got to explain differences. She is HILARIOUS. I love her. That was so fun. The next day we all went to cine, even Rusty, which he kept up so well. I have been here almost 3 months and I'm still trying to understand it all. But then after that, yeah of course I skipped my other class, there was really no stopping that, so did Asaf, we took Rusty to el Mercado Central. Our huge farmer's market. We got papaya and some other great fruits and just walked around. We then went back and ate lunch and hung out at my apartment till everyone got done with class. We then proceeded to go to the beach and walk around. We all then met up with some of our Japanese friends (very important to understanding our experience here) and got Pakistani food and gelato. It was a good night. We then went back to Brynn and I's apartment to watch "Nacho Libre" of course. Asaf could literally quote the whole thing. Saturday the bros got a haircut (well Asaf) Rusty had apparently inspired him...I don't know why. ;) While the girls had spent the night with us-in which Beth and Karissa ended up in bed with me before they went home. I love bedroom time. I do miss that from OBU. Waking up in the morning and going into one of your best friends bed after they wake up and talking is just great. I then got to rest and try to get rid of this cold thing I contracted. Then we met up again and went to "il duomo" our cafe and saw Ji!!!! It was crazy, Josh ran out and got him and he and Rusty got to talk. So cool. Ji met up to come to church with us too! :) Rusty seriously got a true Spanish experience (well our Spanish experience). Rusty and I then took off to the castle to watch the sunset and grabbed dinner at an italian place called "Sale and Pepe". Let's be real, I was happy. Any time you stick pasta and bread in front of me, my life is made. After that we met back up to go to Valor with Josh, Asaf, Beth and Karissa. It was so fun hanging out with everyone and talking and laughing. Josh never fails to tell us about his cousin, Jake, it's great! Haha he loves his family. I understand. We finished the day with "Feris Buler's Day Off". Sunday we all went to church, Rusty even got to play on the piano some after-that's the first time in a long time I've got to hear him play. We then all ate lunch and met up at the beach again. It was a beautiful day, but windy. I'm still getting the sand out of my hair. Haha. We went out for tapas and then came back and facetimed with my Dad and then Karis. Then Brynn came home and her and Su came and talked with us. Monday came and I saw Rusty off at the bus stop.<br />
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It went so fast. But it was SO good. I feel so blessed. Not only did he take all the time and money and planning to come here and surprise me, but all my friends kept their mouths shut and worked with him to make it super special for me. Thanks friends! It means a lot.<br />
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This weekend really brought this semester into perspective. I am SOO glad I did this. I am sooo glad the Lord gave me the strength, time and provided everything for me to do this. It has probably been one of the most life-changing things I have ever done. I have been stretched. I have cried. I have laughed hard at times. I have grown close with some people from OBU I never would have probably talked with. I have prayed. I have spent so much time in the Word. I have memorized scripture. I have been frustrated. I have been sick. I have been showering a lot less. I have become domestic. I have grown closer with some of my best friends. I have missed some of my best friends. I missed the birth of my nephew. I have seen my family grow. I have seen my friends grow. I have understood that God is the only true faithful and constant, never-failing person in my life. I have met people from all around the world. I have made two great friendships with Americans I never would have met had I not come here. But I think above all, I have understood my purpose more clearly than ever. I am here on this earth for Christ. I am here to glorify Him and share His love with everyone around me. I want to make His name known. My actions speak a lot of my faith, but I have learned the importance of my words. Prayer is powerful and necessary. I have 3.5 weeks left in Alicante. (I am about to head to spring break for 2.5) and the time is rapidly decreasing. It scares me. I know I will be excited to go home, but it breaks my heart to know I may never see most of these people again. I don't want to waste the time I have left. God is SO good and so faithful and so loving. He has blessed me beyond belief. Right now, I am in a place where I can't comprehend how much I've been blessed. I don't deserve it. However, I am grateful for it. Obviously not enough, but I am grateful. I have a wonderful family and friends and I'm experiencing one of the coolest things ever. The Lord has opened my eyes to sooo much.<br />
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Well this may be the last one for a while. Spring break starts Thursday. I will go to Switzerland, Austria, London, Edinburgh, and Galway. I'm so pumped. It's crazy! So thanks for all the prayers and for reading this long thing (if you made it this far).<br />
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JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-82809145240532974882013-03-20T13:10:00.001-07:002013-03-20T13:10:25.988-07:00Piano, PianoWelp. I'm back from Belgium and back to class. It was an amazing break from class and seriously probably one of the best weekends of my life. Definitely the best weekend here abroad. We were beyond spoiled. My parents don't even feed that much and give me that many kisses when I'm home. Though I have a feeling when I get back from Spain they might.<br />
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The theme of the weekend was "piano, piano" which means slowly, slowly. It was wonderful. We were never in a rush to get some where. We just took our time and enjoyed the company around us. We were with an Arabic family from Turkey who all moved to Brussels as the Lord called them. It's amazing. We went to all of Leyla's sisters' houses and her parents. We had tea and/or coffee every place and something to eat. They never failed to make us feel welcomed. We got to wear slippers every place went or fancy little shoes they just wore in the house. It was cute. Every time we met someone we got about 3 or 4 kisses and a huge hug. This family loved on us. You could tell how happy they were to see Bethany too-you could see the love for her and her family. It was nice to be around such strong Christian fellowship. It's amazing how God loves through people. He provides such a deep love, o and it is soo good.<br />
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So one of the first things we did after Leyla picked us up from the airport was go have Belgian waffels. So good. Didn't see that one coming. They don't taste like American ones. They are 100x better. We went around and saw the Grand Plaza and Manekin Pis. Haha so funny and then met up with her sweet niece, Deborah. Goodness, they all just welcomed us with open arms. I feel like I gained another family.<br />
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We had Turkish tea and coffee. They even read my coffee grounds. haha They just do it for fun, but it was funny and a little scary. I will never forget Leyla's "reading" o you will be married soon and have twins. AHHHH! Not a funny joke haha. My Grandma was a twin and my sister had two kids unexpectedly. I'm young, I'm going to take it slow, I have time. haha. I turned around and told her the same thing, she understood my fear at that point. May be in 10 years. haha<br />
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We met her fiance, Bernard. He was great. He is a 60 year old Belgium man. Kind of big and <b><u>hilarious. </u></b>He fed us soooo well. We had what was kind of like cheese fondue with real Swiss cheese and potatoes, a wonderful salad and tomatoes and chocolate mousse for dessert. O it was good. We definitely did not go hungry. It's back to reality is Spain. But it is good to be home.<br />
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We saw some beautiful churches and amazing architecture It was gothic style, so different from Spain, but so cool. I loved it. It even snowed on us. That was cool to see even though it was cold; however, I was at least dressed appropriately this time.<br />
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We went to their church Sunday morning. It was their last service in that building. It was so special. It's a Turkish church and literally everyone who goes is related some how, they are at least all connected in some way by family. It was great. We went to the service, sang two in Turkish that Beth and I recognized, listened to a French man preach and the pastor translate, then of course went down after for tea and coffee and talking. I loved it. Such a neat experience.<br />
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It was one of the coolest experiences of my life. I experienced a completely different culture within a different culture and it was with believers. It's amazing to see God work all around the world and to see such faithfulness in other believers. O such faith they have. It was so encouraging and challenging. I pray for the willingness they have to follow Christ where ever He leads. I'm realizing how valuable this time I have here is. I will never experience anything quite like this again in my life. I'm trying to soak it up as much as possible. It's quickly coming to an end and it makes me sad. I have met some amazing people here and I don't want to miss out on time with them. I have a new home away from home and although there are things I miss from home, I love this place. It's beautiful and I love the people I've met. I've made friendships I will never forget and have experienced cultures I never would have before. I have class with Japanese, Russians, Americans, Chinese, Germans, Koreans, French and have met people from so many places around the world. Ugh, I can't comprehend this is my life at times. It's a big blessing.<br />
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Welp. I'm tired. So that's all for now.JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-19809266810806688092013-03-07T13:45:00.000-08:002013-03-07T13:45:23.801-08:00Pictures!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Valentine's flowers. I felt special. :)</div>
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Il Duomo-my cafe. I love it such good coffee.</div>
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I'm literally amazed at the fact that I am on the downward slope. But really, we had 8 full weeks of class (I mean besides the days I skipped) and now we only have six. What?! Where has the time gone? Beth and I are leaving for Belgium in a week and a half. That is surreal because about a week after we get back I'm jumped on a plane to Switzerland to meet my friends for spring break! Bah!! The time is slipping away and I'm realizing how much more I want to take advantage of it. I'm trying not to burn myself out though.<br />
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This last was good in many ways, but also hard. I was exhausted, I figured out that I was on the verge of iron deficiency anemia (if I wasn't already there) and had some really rough days in class. My teacher even asked me about it. I love knowing she cares so much and that she's so attentive to what's going on. But I figured it out and am feeling better, gotta get that meat; however, I wish it wasn't as expensive haha I'm a cheapskate. It's nice having energy to do life. I've started running more consistently too. It's great. I forgot how much I loved doing it everyday. I also had some really good days this week. The Lord continues to teach me so much here. For one I got to share more about him with some of my friends, I was so grateful for the opportunities, but it's definitely making me crave the Word more and wanting to really memorize it. I'm realizing how important that is to my faith and sharing with others. I got to sit down with Brenna and plan the second half of our spring break too! We booked our hostels and tickets! AH! So cool, so surreal. I can't believe I'm getting to go to all these places. The UK is going to be so cool and beautiful! Church was awesome, it was one of the first times I really felt encouraged after leaving, mainly because I could understand most of what the pastor was saying. I have gained so much respect here for people who come to America and are basically forced to learn english. It is hard. And it's really intimidating and discouraging to be on the side where you are the minority and can't communicate or understand others. So it was so wonderful to step out of church and feel confident in what I heard. Don't get me wrong, I definitely didn't catch everything, but I was able to fill in most of the pieces.<br />
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This weekend Rusty got to meet up with Karis for a week. I'm not going to lie I am a little jealous, I wish I could see my sister soooo badly. Most of my friends have family coming to visit and although I am ecstatic for them, it is a little hard knowing I won't see mine till I get home. But the good news is I will see them when I get home and what a blessing that is. It makes me realize too that the Lord is the only completely consistent being in my life. It makes me rely more on Him and helps put me at ease for whatever He throws at me in the future.<br />
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O we got a new roommate! She's Korean and soo cute! I'm still struggling with her name though. It's Sugi or something like that, but for short in the future I'll refer to her as Su, es mas facil. I'm so excited to get to know her! <br />
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I'm in Spain. It's normal now, but still a little bizarre when I think about it and think about how normal it is. I know not everyone has an opportunity to do something like this, but my prayer is that people will step out and when opportunities arise they will take advantage of them. My view of the world, my view of God, my view of people has grown so much. I've learned SO much. Most of the things I've learned you can't know until you've experienced it yourself.<br />
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Booya.JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-66362634552979696142013-02-25T13:47:00.001-08:002013-02-25T13:48:21.801-08:00Almost Half Way So this week is the last week of my second term. After Friday I will have made it half way through the semester. We have 6.5 weeks of class left and 9 weeks from today I will be back in Arkansas. WHAT?!?! That's crazy. This is our last term that is truly four weeks long and it's almost done. Next term is basically 3 weeks because we have a long weekend and we are finish the 27th for spring break. We get back in April and have 3 weeks of class then are on our way back home. It's crazy how fast the time has gone. I've been away from home for 7.5 weeks. That's I think the longest it's been ever, I think the longest I made it at OBU was 7 weeks. But then I had a phone to call my parents, I had "parents" at OBU and FBCA and I had a wonderful RA (shout out to Leigha Hill) to take care of me. I'm learning independence is great, but it is nice when I don't have to cook my food everyday, when my mom will do my laundry when I come home (bless her soul for doing it for all those years in high school with my nasty sweaty running clothes, that is true love), having someone take care of me when I'm sick or I stab myself in the hand, having someone take out my trash (OBU you've spoiled us), having someone make me fresh-baked cookies and so much more. I love being independent, don't get me wrong, but I appreciate the help and being a little spoiled every once in a while. I mean it's nice to be taken care of. But I can't believe how fast it all has gone.<br />
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Beth and I were talking. For once she's feeling a little of the homesickness. It's nice not to be alone on this issue with her; even though I do empathize for her. We were talking about what it's going to be like when we go home. We both know we're going to be excited, but when we actually get home I think we're definitely going to miss somethings here. It's weird to think about. We both agreed our beds are going to heaven though. But what about waking up that first morning? How strange is it going to be at home? How strange is it going to be living at home for over a month? That will be the first time in almost 2 years that I've spent that much time at home. That is weird. It's been cool to grow an appreciation for things at home too and at OBU. I NEVER thought I'd say this, but for once in my life I am actually missing Ouachita's caf. It's soooo easy and although I get tired of my peanut butter sandwich and spinach salads, it's soooo nice to have a place I can get "free" food (well pre-paid) and as much as I want a still make sure it's healthy and it's so close and I don't have to really make it or clean my dishes. Who knew? But I am learning to make some really good foods and I'm rockin' the stir-fry veggies. I have them down to the perfect texture-yeah, Rusty, you're gonna have to learn to like them. But seriously, we are blessed at home. We have so much. It's crazy coming here and we seriously look so wealthy, honestly in comparison we are so wealthy. People here can't travel to Italy or Paris on the weekends. Heck, most Americans who study abroad here can't really do that. I'm blessed. I'm blessed with amazing friends and family who love me way too much. I'm blessed to be in a country where I understand almost everything people say. I'm blessed to be pretty financially stable. I'm blessed to have opportunities like this to study abroad. I'm blessed to have food to eat everyday. I'm blessed by quality Christian fellowship. I'm blessed to have a God who loves me no matter how much I mess up and fail. I'm blessed to be apart of the body of Christ and to be used for His glory no matter where I'm at. There's so much. Let's be real though, I don't have to be at home to be blessed by most of these things. I'm so grateful to be here.<br />
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I really do hope the students that have opportunities like this will take advantage. It's life changing. I've learned so much here that I just couldn't have learned at home. Home is great. I love my family and friends and I have so much that allows me to be comfortable. But do I really always want to be comfortable? Do I really need to be? Should I be? I mean Christ did call us to a life of struggle and persecution. He didn't say it would be easy. In fact He said it would be quite the opposite. Even Paul said,"We must go through many hardships to enter the Kingdom of God." (Acts 14: 22) It's not meant to be easy, but in 2 Corinthia<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">ns 12:10 "<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;">That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in </span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;">hardship</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;">s, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong." I'm understanding more and more what this means as I grow in my faith. I'm grateful for the challenges, they draw me closer to the Father. The make me realize how much I need Him.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I have met people from all around the world here: Russia, China, Japan, Belgium, France, Korea, America, Scotland, England, Ireland, Spain (of course), Italy and many other places that aren't coming to mind. It's crazy! It expands your world-view like crazy, especially when you live in a place for 4 months. I'm realizing our way of life is so different from the rest of the world. My standards and values as a Christian are not normal to most people. For once I'm really realizing I'm the minority. Ouachita and honestly the South of America is not like the rest of the world. Duh. I mean it's not even that big. Most people don't attend church. Most people don't know what it means to have a relationship with Christ. Most people find it different that I attend church and read my Bible. Most people don't know Jesus at all. Most people think of church and being good is synonymous with the word "Christian". Most people think I'm abnormally happy (I really like this haha, thanks Lord). It's different, but it's good. I've never wanted to be in the Word more. I've never wanted to be as intentional. I've never felt as small, but empowered at the same time. There's so much. I can't really explain it well, even if I could talk. I mean let's be real, even if you heard me talk you would get confused. My sentences and ideas don't always flow well. I get very distracted and can make some very strange connections. haha</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I know so many of you back home are praying. I appreciate it so much. Keep praying for the friendships we've built! And pray I stop hurting myself...that may take a lifetime though, so use your discernment.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">In 2.5 weeks Beth and I will be on a plane to Brussels (hoping to see Paris the same weekend)! Then in about 4 weeks we have spring break! Bah! Salzburg, London, Edinburg and Ireland here I come. I'm about to blow up these joints. (okay, sorry I'm really not cool enough to be saying that-I usually use 5-year old phrases-that just sounds weird coming from me). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So that's all for now. I know I write more often, but just think how long these would be if I didn't. Yeah, I know you're grateful. Thanks for reading. (You say "No pasa nada") ("Gracias")</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span>JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-66144904418604909722013-02-17T00:55:00.000-08:002013-02-17T00:55:03.334-08:00A wider perspectiveWhat a week. I got back from Italy, I got some beautiful flowers, finally got my glasses, spent way too much money on groceries, talked with my dad multiple times, wrote some letters, had cupcakes twice, had some great time with new and old friends, made some horrible pancakes with corn flour (haha the disadvantages of not knowing enough Spanish), took a midterm, got to talk with one of my besties (Brittany-miss you!!!), had some great talks with Rusty, heard he was sick, then my sister and now both of my nephews, spent great time in the Word, cleaned my apartment (felt sooo good), and bought a awesome new candle to replace the weird smell in my room. It's been a good week.<br />
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But seriously it's been a good week. Some days I definitely felt the homesickness a little more, but nothing like the beginning. But I don't really think it's being here, it's just I wish everyone else was here with me. I love it here, I'm actually really comfortable. But there are moments I wish I had the friends and family with me. FaceTiming Britt, Clay and Logan for a bit really made me realize how much I miss them and how valuable their friendships are. Beth and I have had some really good quality time this week though. It's been amazing to see our friendship deepen. Honestly, after 16 years I didn't know that was possible, but it is-that's a complete God thing. It's also been soooooo good to make new friends. I spent Tuesday afternoon with my new friend Brenna and got cupcakes and it was soo good. We had such great conversation. Then last night we had two french girls, a scottish girl and a danish girl all come over to our house to make pancakes and talk. It was amazing! How cool is it that this group of girls from all over the world can come together in Spain. It's just hard to wrap my mind around. It's so awesome! It was nice to speak english the whole night too. Except for all of us slipping at some point because the spanish word got our point across better. God is soo good. Beth and I just loved hanging out with them. We spent three hours talking and getting to know them. How cool is that. We went all over the map (literally and figuratively). I can't wait to get to know them better. We also got to go with Julie (one of the french girls) to this american style restaurant called VIPS for brunch. It was soo yummy. I love crossants here. We had so much fun with her too. On Valentine's Day we all went and got cupcakes again. We had so many new friends there. Our friend from Russia, friends from France, it's was great. It's amazing to make friends with people all over the world. It's made me realize what a missed opportunity I have a OBU. Our international club is amazing and I'm wondering why in the world I have not been involved. Now I really understand what it's like to be an international student and there is sooo much opportunity at Ouachita to get to know students from all around the world and make them feel more comfortable. To befriend them and also share the gospel. I am so excited to be involved in that next year.<br />
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Also, I now understand how my mom felt when I got sick here that first week. It stinks. Between my sister, my nephews and Rusty all being sick was not fun, especially when I can't be there to check up on all of them. Hey, I'm learning new stuff everyday. At least I know they are all in good hands. I can't believe Jase is already 3 weeks old. I love seeing all the pictures. He's such a beautiful baby. He looks like Cole a little, but his head isn't quite as big (haha Cole you're just a cute). They make me smile soo much. I can't wait to see them when I get home.<br />
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I think as a whole this week has just really taught me about intentionality. Both with the new people I've met here and my family and friends from home. I definitely can't do it all. But I'm realizing that I need to find that handful of people and really invest in their lives. I don't want to be half-hearted, I want to love on them with the love of Christ. It's made me realize when I go back to OBU that I have to pick and choose what I want to be involved in. This last semester was great, but I was definitely trying to do too much. Some things got neglected and that's hard to look back on. Even Christ chose to really take personal time with His 12 disciples, He loved everyone and shared His love with everyone He met, but His long-lasting everyday relationships were with the twelve (and as a believe we all share in that, but I mean in person while He was on earth). I can love on everyone I come in contact with, but I may not be able to have close relationships with everyone I talk to. That's a hard concept for me to grasp at times. I get so excited to meet new people to share my joy that some times I have to realized the Lord has placed other people in their lives for deep friendships. But that doesn't mean I think it's right to be exclusive. This may not make any sense in print, but in my head it's clear haha. Well kind of, my head is really just a big mess of things too. In the same way with non-believers, I've realized I really have to take time to love on and being intentional with those God has placed in my path. To really take time for them and have real conversation. The Lord has been very faithful here in providing me with opportunities of real friendship with some girls here in Spain. I've realized He has intentionally put me where I am and allowed me to really hit it off with a handful of girls. I love it. It's so amazing and really emphasizing the importance of intentionality and purpose.<br />
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Okay enough for now. Sorry it's so long. Thanks for the prayers. :)JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-10335483659667611182013-02-13T12:21:00.001-08:002013-02-13T12:21:46.980-08:00I'm still pinching myself.Okay if I'm going to be honest, my brain is kind of else where right now, but I figured I should blog for the sake of all the people who want to hear about Italy (okay let's be real, it's for my parents and Mrs. Butler). 6 days ago I was on my way to Italy. I've already been there and back. I can't believe it. What's even crazier is that we met up with 6 other people studying abroad in other countries and we went on the biggest weekend of the year Carneval! WHAT?! It was super crazy and super exciting. I was forced to be surrounded by masks...my dad would have been so proud.<br />
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We met with everyone in Venezia. Seriously one of the coolest places I've ever seen, not that I've seen a whole lot. But it was so unique and so colorful. Ah I still can't get over it. It was the coolest cultural experience. We ate a lot of pizza and pasta (uh I had pesto gnocchi-heaven) and TONS if gelato...seriously though, that's my kind of city. It was sooo good. The streets were literally water and we saw all kinds of gondolas. I'm still trying to figure out why they all wear stripes. It was so great to meet up with the Austrians and Jacob from Liverpool. I can't believe all of us OBU students met up in Italy. I still can't wrap my mind around it.<br />
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It was freezing. But the coolest thing happend. There was a thunder snow. (Yeah, that was funny explaining it in spanish to my teacher). It was sooo cool, it was while we were dancing in the plaza for the festival. It was awesome. Never heard thunder or seen lightening while it's snowed. I got to spend good time with the girls too and got to know Victoria so much better. It's sad it took us studying abroad to figure that out. haha She's awesome and I think we're going to take a trip to Barcelona together-Beth and I with Emily and Victoria! YES! I missed Em too, I love conversation with her, it's always good. It was super fun getting to know Greg and Margo too. It was great to put faces with the names I have heard so much about. And yes of course it was great to see Rusty. However, I think it was harder leaving them all this time than the airport in Arkansas. But there are sooo many fun adventures to come! Spring Break 2013 #Salzburg #Ithinkyes<br />
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It was a great weekend with Beth too. I'm so glad we are such close friends. She is seriously like my sister. (shout out to my real one, Davinia, miss you like crazy and we need to FaceTime soon). We are now meeting weekly to keep each other accountable and reflect on our time and pray. Today was great. I am definitely understanding the value of Christian fellowship and accountability. I miss that about OBU and definitely took my friendships for granted. Being able to have conversations about Christ that are meaningful and intentional is a great great thing and I miss having more of that, but I am so blessed to have some friends to do that with here. I feel for the other students who don't have any close friends with them. I know the Lord has to be teaching them so much. Beth and I were talking too about how much we've grown here already. It's been amazing to see God work and be so blessed by Him working in and through us. I pray He continues to do so and that we never put anything in the way to prevent that.<br />
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Beth and I FaceTimed Clay, Britt and a little bit of Logan today. I almost cried out of pure joy. I didn't realize how much I've missed them. Ah it was so great. Words cannot express how happy it made me. They are such great friends and I am sooo blessed to have them all in my lives! Shout out to all of you back at OBU: Britt, Ashley, Sam, J-Stew, Amanda, Clay, Garet, Kyle, Logan, Zach, Hunter, Coon, Jake and all of you other crazy kids. I miss you all and I hope OBU is treating you well.<br />
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I can't wait for all there is to come! :) Till next time. Booya.<br />
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"If there is any encouragement in Christ, any consolation of love, any fellowship with the Spirit, any affection and mercy, fulfill my joy by thinking the same way, having the same love, sharing the same feelings, focusing on one goal. Do nothing out of rivalry or conceit, but with humility consider others as more important than yourselves." Phil. 2:1-3<br />
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<br />JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-86802161701030568512013-02-02T04:54:00.002-08:002013-02-02T04:54:39.224-08:00Already 1/4 Down. The Time is Flying.What a week. It was so fun! Within the last week, I went to Madrid, got 2 pictures with scary mascots, welcomed a new baby nephew who now shares a birthday with Rusty, turned 21, had a surprise party, got serenaded then it got cut off by my tired old lady neighbor above us, took my first two finals, finished my first term, rearranged somethings for my trip to Italy, enjoyed my coffees at "il duomo caffe", ran multiple times, saw a woman walking a ferret, had great one on one time with my best friend and sister (Beth), facetimed my family with new baby Jase, bought lots of groceries, got to hang out with my new friends, Brenna and Lindsay, looked at tickets for traveling, wrote some post-cards, got my first ones from family and friends, facetimed my roomies, had some good Pakistani food, finally figured out what passage in the Bible I am going to memorize, did lots of laundry, spoke a full conversation is spanish with Beth and Hayley and just smiled a lot. God is soo good.<br />
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Well enough of my run-on sentence. I can't believe we are already a quarter of the way through our time here. It has literally flown by. I'm stinkin' going to Italy in 5 DAYS!! BAHHH!! I'm soooooooo pumped. Literally words cannot express my excitement. I took my first finals this week. Crazy. We're already done with one set of classes. It was cool, when I went to the market today and then to get coffee (of course) I actually felt confident enough to ask what I wanted and carryon a small conversation. I'm slowly, but surely picking up on the language. That has probably been one of the hardest parts being here. A lot of it is just learning vocabulary and there's a LOT of it. My classes were easy though. They were just review and the tests were a breeze, praise the Lord. My friends are great at helping too, they let me ask questions and are very slow with me, but hey I like it when they push me-it helps me learn. But they are also very patient and give me a little slack since I'm a little behind them haha.<br />
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It was soooo good to talk with my family this week. I got to talk to all of them, but Cole :( I saw Jase for the first time. As hard as it was and is not to be there with him and my sister, it's so amazing that I am in Spain, half way across the world, and I get to see him after he's born. I may not get to hold him, but I still get to experience his birth and new life with my family. It's great. They are all wonderful too. My sister is definitely trying to stay in contact and let me see her and him. Ugh she has no idea how much I love and miss her. She literally made me cry when I read her post for me on my birthday. God is sooo good to have blessed me with her as my sister. I think what makes it even better is the fact that when we were younger we fought so much, I was such a punk, but as we have grown the Lord has brought us so close. She is one of my best friends-I love going home to see her and talk with her. I think it was just a hard to not be there for her when Jase was born as it was to actually miss being there to see him, if not harder. I've realized what a blessing she is in my life and I would do anything for her.<br />
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The Lord is good. He is so faithful and ever-present. I have learned so much from this experience already. I'm understanding my purpose more everyday. I don't think I've ever understood how important it is to think of my every word and deed. Every time I speak or every time I act the Lord constantly reminds me if what I'm about to do is going to bring Him glory or not. Now, that doesn't mean I have not slipped and fallen, I fail a lot. But I am so much more aware of what I'm doing and it's the desire of my heart that I'm glorifying Him through all that I do. It makes me especially sensitive when I'm around non-believers. I understand more that everything I say and do can either help my witness or hurt it and I do NOT want it to hurt it. I'm also understanding that I have to be flexible and be willing to let go of my expectations. I came here thinking that everything would happen a certain way and it did not. The Lord put me in places I wasn't expecting, but they turned out so well. It was better than I ever could have expected, but definitely different and that's okay!<br />
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It's been a great week. Exhausting. The whole Spanish stay-up late and my issues with getting up early don't mix well, but I just can't express how good the Lord has been to me. I love Ouachita and I miss so many of my friends, but I am so happy to be here. To be honest, I feel this opportunity would have been crazy to pass up. I may some people, but I don't really miss being in the normal routine. I have a whole year left at OBU and I don't feel like I'm really missing out being here. I can still talk to the people I love and they'll all be there when I come back, but THIS opportunity is once in a lifetime and I'm so glad the Lord did not let me pass it up. It's going to be life changing. Heck, it's already life-changing.<br />
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Thank you all for your love. I love all the people messaging me and keeping up with everything! :) I miss you all. Keep praying the Lord will work in and through us and that He is our number one focus and our lives are centered around Him. Pray for opportunities to share our faith. And pray that people see Him in us. Pray they see the difference of Him, they don't see me, but Christ living in me. Pray for my family, especially my sister, Jeremie, Cole and new baby Jase. Pray for patience-sometimes I like my breathers. Pray for strength, courage, discipline, love, grace and more.<br />
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"Just one thing: Live your life in a manner worthy of the gospel of Christ..." Philippians 1:27a<br />
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<br />JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-88263603176027945312013-01-25T15:46:00.003-08:002013-01-25T15:46:55.497-08:00BEST DAY EVER!So today I have been in Madrid. No big deal right. I got to see the prince's palace went to the Museo del Prado, had wonderful coffee and spanish food, saw some of the coolest buildings ever...BUT better yet today (well yesterday my time in Spain) my nephew, Jase Mark Archer, was born!!! AHHHHHH!! I can't believe it. I am so excited to have another little man in my life. I'm not going to lie, it has been so difficult not to be there with my sister and to see him, but I can not express the joy in my heart right now. It brought me to tears. To make it even better Jase shares his birthday with another pretty special guy, yeah I'm gonna have that moment, it's Rusty's birthday too! How cool. Yeah mine would have been great, but what an amazing day and if it was anyone's I guess I'm glad it's his haha. Besides it's just an early birthday gift (and hey I shouldn't forget either of theirs right?)<br />
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It was a beautiful day and o so exciting. I feel I have been so blessed by the Lord. I can't believe I am here in Spain right now. My feet are tired and my heart is racing and my mind is not going to shut up for a bit, but how blessed am I to have the opportunity to study aboard, to be able to travel to Madrid one weekend and Italy two weeks after that? God is so good. He has surrounded me with such loving people. I have two of my best friends and others that are well on their way to that place in my heart. God is bringing us so close together...Asaf is even finally facing the fact that we're going to be besties. haha O I am so HAPPY!! :) I have pictures.<br />
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JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-44575376582079332352013-01-18T12:45:00.001-08:002013-01-18T12:45:34.060-08:00Yeah!I know I don't write like Bethany and may be I share a little more frequently, but hey you don't have to read it and I know my parents appreciate it, so here I go again.<br />
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What a beautiful day in Spain. It had to be the warmest day yet, for once I wasn't cold...may be inside, but because the buildings are freezing here because they are all tile and have to heating. This week has been so good. I definitely feel like I'm finally adjusting. It's becoming home and days are becoming more regular. I even found a cafe, well Hayley and I did. It's now become a group favorite, so just out of independence I'll probably find another one too. I want to make real Spanish friends haha. But hey if I've got a good cup of coffee, my day is made. If you know me, you know that's true. I went 10 whole days without it though. It has to be a record. But class is good and I'm making new friends, which I absolutely LOVE! God is definitely working through that.<br />
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After class today we went on an adventure. We went to the Valor Chocolate Factory with Hayley, Asaf, Ellen, our new friend, Brenna, and myself. Let's be honest, we really just went for the free chocolate samples and not the tour, but they were definitely worth our wait and goodness did it smell GOOD. We could literally smell it 5 plus blocks from the factory. Ugh, heaven in our noses. The ride there was beautiful. We got to see so much more. We saw the mountains and more of the beach and some picturesque towns. Beautiful. It's still crazy to think I live here.<br />
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I'm not going to lie, I'm pooped. We've already been here 2 weeks. I took my first midterm today, rocked it and although we haven't traveled much yet, I feel like I've done so much. I can't believe how fast time is going. It's good in some ways, makes me feel better knowing I will see others again before I know it, but then I don't want my time to just slip away. I have to admit though, I feel like these two weeks I have had some of my best and most intimate times with the Lord. He's revealing Himself to me like crazy. I have craved time in the Word so much and have made time for it everyday. I've realized what a necessity it is. I've been reading this book on ministry as well. It's so awesome to read. I feel like it's another confirmation to my call to ministry. I was reading today and I came across a statement that I felt related to Spain so much. One of my biggest fears when coming was that I would get caught up in what I'm missing out on: the birth of my new nephew, my parents, my friends back at OBU, a certain guy like, not being there for my sister, my youth group and others. But my fear is that I would get so caught up in these things that I would miss out on the opportunities Christ gave me here to share the gospel and set my mind's attention and my heart's affection on Christ. I didn't and don't want to waste my time here because I'm focused on myself. When reading this book I came across this passage,<br />
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"...'Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting!' (Psalm 139:23-24). An ideal time for such examining is before we got to represent God in ministry. I have found that before I preach, I often get hit by this <i>desperation</i> about making sure that nothing is going to hinder God working through me."<br />
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Desperation, I could not have thought of a better word. There is no desperation in me greater than that of glorifying God through all that I do and making His name known. I've realized that if that desperation is real, it takes some discipline and courage and time, but with Christ living inside of me it is possible. He is the one that uses me, He is the one that gives me strength, He is the one the gives me comfort, He is the one that gives me boldness--I can't do any of this but HE can! I'm realizing that, I alone can not, but He can. It's so exciting to see Him work. It's a blessing to be apart of that work. I don't know if I've ever been as excited as I am now. I literally feel like exploding with joy at times, joy that only comes from Christ. My deepest desire is that God will be glorified and those that I am able to give everything I have for Him and the Kingdom's cause. I want to only boast in Christ.<br />
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Sorry for my novel. I'm just excited to see what God is doing.<br />
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<br />JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-78172114427325075862013-01-13T14:15:00.001-08:002013-01-13T14:15:03.217-08:00It's becoming more like homeToday was good. It was soo good. Number one thing, spent so much time with the Lord. I woke up to great time in the Word. I am reading "Taste and See" by John Piper and it's a book with mediations on God's word and simple truths to think about. Today was on "casting all our anxieties on Him". I definitely need to remember that more and actually follow through. It's ridiculous how many anxious girls are on this trip, but it's awesome to see how God can completely overcome that. But to continue on about our day...we went to una inglesia. It was awesome. They sang some songs I recognized like "Great is Thy Faithfulness" and another that I completely lost in my head right now. I wish I could have understood more...I need to learn more spanish, but from what I got and what Bethany explained it was a great sermon. We then went to visit Pepita again! Bah! I love Pepita! She feeds us sooo much food...it's a nice break from the apartment life, which is getting better. We are finally buying food. We then chilled at their house and booked out tickets to ITALY!!! #thisisreallife What?! I'm so pumped and so relieved to have something planned.<br />
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I came home this afternoon and listened to some great podcasts from Matt Chandler and put up all the pictures in my room! Ah there are SOOOO many. Haha I literally probably have 70-80 pictures up (man o menos). I love it. Who knew something so little could make you feel so good. Then I get the lovely news that Rusty and Emily are finally in Europe! YAY!!! :) Haha I'm a bit excited. It's nice to know I don't have to think 7 hours back for them any more. To be honest it just makes me feel better.<br />
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Brynn and I finished off the night with a movie in bed. I'm so grateful she's my roommate. We have had some good time together and we get along well. It's a relief to have someone who relates so well. We can push each other, but know when to turn and give the other a hug. She's wonderful and such a blessing.<br />
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O I almost forgot the coolest part of my week. In my class I have made a friend named Ji. He is a little Chinese guy who studies abroad in the States and is now studying abroad in Spain! Crazy-but Asaf is doing the same thing. But I started talking with him some and he's so cool. The best part is he flat out asked me if I was a Christian. I told him "si!!! are you?" and he said yes! He asked if I was Baptist too, haha how funny and told him yes and he is too! How crazy is that?! So awesome though and so God! I think he's going to come with us to church some time! So great to make friends with another believer so far from our home and in such a different culture. It's different from what we're are used to and it is pretty dark in many ways. But I am definitely finding some awesome opportunities. That was my biggest prayer that God would place people in my way to share the Gospel and give me the strength to show His love. I feel He is already answering that prayer which is a great encouragement.<br />
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I have so much to learn and not everyday has been great. There have definitely been some ups and downs, but I already feel like I'm learning so much. I'm learning a lot about myself too and realizing even more how dependent I need to be upon the Lord, which means I need to let go even of myself. I can not control everything and I've got to get over that. But it's amazing to realize that when you are dry and hungry the only thing to truly satisfy you is Jesus. He is so good and so faithful even when I am not. I love it!<br />
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Be praying God will grant us strength and peace. Pray that through that peace we will find strength in Him to share what He has given us: the hope, the peace, the joy, our purpose, our life. My prayer is that His name will be made known here and that I will not waste my life. This is time to explore and have fun, but God placed me on earth for a greater purpose and that is Him.<br />
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"The eyes of the LORD run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to show his might in behalf of those whose heart is blameless toward him." 2 Chronicles 16:9<br />
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<br />JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-65905976821138773132013-01-08T13:34:00.001-08:002013-01-08T13:34:17.270-08:00Blessed by friendsDay 2 of class. Why yes I've already had to miss from being sick. Haha just my luck, but o well, might as well just hop right in with everything. Besides the fact I had a long night in which I got little sleep, I was battling some weird stomach thing, got sick, went back to bed a woke up at noon. Got ready then went to explore, I can't sit inside all day. It was great though as I got the corner of the main street I ran into Beth and Brynn then almost the whole gang, besides Asaf and Hayley who were still in class. So happy to see them. We got our phones which was a relief and then went back for a siesta and Hayley and Beth came to our apartment. Poor Beth spent 50 minutes trying to find it when it should have only taken her about 10, but hey she's learning her way around Alicante. They are the best. I'm so glad we all have a place to come and be open and honest and just share what's going on. Each of us have struggles, but they are all different. I'm so glad God placed us all together. It made me feel good when Pepita, Beth's "mom", called Karissa to see if I was okay and that she would take care of me. I felt so loved.<br />
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We've hardly been here and I'm learning so much. One I know very little Spanish and I'm definitely going to need a lot of practice speaking it. But just living here I feel like I'm learning more and remembering more everyday. Being submerged in the culture is definitely the way to learn quickly. I think that is going to be my most difficult challenge for a while, but I know I'll get there. Class was a little intimidating when I've only really taken a year, which was 6 months ago, in America, then I walk into a classroom and I think on 2 words of English were spoken the entire 3 hours. My brain was hurting quite a bit when I left, but hey it's exciting and our teachers are great. Another, I am learning how much I really love being around people. They are very important in my sanity. I love that though. The Lord above all is going to be how this semester turns out. I knew how important it was, but I'm learning more how important He is in my life. Time with Him is not only something to desire, but it really is a necessity.<br />
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We have yet to meet our roommate, Adriana, I am soooooo excited to meet her. Ah! I hope she is open to the Gospel! It will be cool if all she speaks is Spanish or will be willing to help me with it at least. I think that is going to be one of the best parts of this experience. I can't wait to see how God works.<br />
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Thank you for all the prayers. This place is beautiful and I like it so far. Can't wait to tell you more about it!<br />
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<br />JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-75139487597645287262013-01-05T10:38:00.001-08:002013-01-05T10:38:21.616-08:00O my goodness, o my goodness. We are finally here in Alicante, Spain. How crazy is that?! It's already been an adventure. Got to spend around 20 hours of travel time, played some phase ten, prayed some, prayed some more, got in a taxi, paid our first months rent, stinkin' live in an apartment with a balcony, walked for hours around Alicante, sent some emails, took some pictures, and more. Who knew day one would be so exciting. However, we are all extremely tired and I think a bit overwhelmed. It's so amazing to finally be here though. It's a beautiful place, it has a bit of a funny smell, but I'm sure I'll get used to that. I feel so blessed to have such amazing friends with me too. Not only that I felt so loved by all the people who came to the airport to see us off, it was crazy, but GREAT! :) Love them all. God is already working, we are definitely going to be challenged in many ways, but it's going to be incredible. Here's some pictures!<br />
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Madrid airport, we finally made it to Spain...we were a bit tired.</div>
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<br />JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-15841445982044115592012-12-14T21:21:00.002-08:002012-12-14T21:21:53.817-08:00This is it!This is it. We are finally done with our first semester of junior year at Ouachita. We are now truly preparing for our journey ahead in Spain. Bah! I am so excited, but I am terrified. It was an amazing semester, you can't even understand unless you were there. We have been blessed with the greatest friends and I am still trying to understand the greatness of this last semester. God was working and is still working in some powerful ways through my friends. I can't lie, it's so hard to leave them. It's hard to leave my youth group, and it's going to be so hard to leave my family.<br />
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I can't believe it's finally about here, three weeks from today.<br />
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Please be praying for us. Pray for safety. For comfort. For peace. For fun. For joy. For the temptations we will face. For wisdom. For discernment. For hearts. Pray for our families and friends. Most importantly pray that God uses us for His glory that we take advantage of the opportunities we have to share our faith.<br />
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I am soo excited! I will post pictures like crazy. Keep up with us. I will post addresses as soon as we get them! We love letters and packages!<br />
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<br />JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-16273046600522806832012-11-11T11:35:00.002-08:002012-11-11T11:35:52.724-08:00<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Welcome to my wonderful life. This is for all of you special people who want to stay update about my journey to Spain! It's been a crazy process and I've definitely had some overwhelming moments when I've questioned the Lord on why I'm doing this. I am going to be away from home for 4 months. I will not be able to go back and I will be missing a lot of Daddy hugs. That will be rough. I will be missing the birth of my second nephew which kills me a little. I will be away from family and friends, but I will be experiencing this amazing new culture. God is going to grow my sooo much. I can't wait to see what I learn and what the Lord teaches me. On top of it all I get to share this experience with two of my closest friends, Bethany Peevy and Hayley Hill. Who would have ever thought God would have placed us in our lives for so long and on such a crazy adventure. I will be learning Spanish and meeting new people. I will learn to live on my own and provide for myself. Above all though I will be able to see my faith when no one is there to watch. I will be able to fully experience God. I will see Him help through the struggles and push me when I need it. He will grow me and teach me so much. I can not wait! That is something to be excited for. I want my life to be His and I think this will be a real test of faith, to see if I can live it out when I'm not at home. I pray that I will. I pray that His name will be made known, that our lives will reflect what He has done in our lives. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It is so funny how I was expecting to come on a trip to have fun and just vacation and yet God decided to show up. I've learned so much in just the few days I've been here. I met some of Melissa's friends from college who I loved and they just amazed me. They are so led by the Spirit and understand the love and grace of the Father. Then I went with Jori to her church and got to experience God in a new way. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's so different here in Portland, yet God is still the same. I went on a walk this morning and just had a good little, okay long, conversation with God. I just realized how much my view of Him has grown. We as people are all different, but as believers we all worship the same unchanging God. Being around people who don't judge and view God as part of everyday life-not just at church-is so amazing, especially in such a dark place. We had what they call "Gospel Community" last night and it was just time to fellowship and grow as a body of believers. We then spent over 30 minutes in prayer, just lifting our hearts up to the Father, praying for each other, the lost, the hurting, the saved. To be honest, they pray sooo much here, so much more than I am used to in Arkansas, it was almost uncomfortable at first. Then I realized how amazing it was. Just spending time talking with our heavenly Father. That is neglected so often and it doesn't need to be. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Coming here I realize that we are all different. No one has it perfectly right. We all have our flaws, but we also have our success in the Lord. We see growth and God shining through. We see Him in our lives, we see the fruit He is producing, we see His love through others, we see Christ reigning. We see God. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I want to love people, I want to show them the love of Christ. It's a love that passes all understanding. It does not judge or condem, but it lifts up, it forgives, it shows grace. I want the people in the Bible Belt to realize that our lives don't need to be legalistic, but they need to be LOVE. We need to abide in Christ, not the world, not ourselves, not even the law. Those who have lives that we might not necessarily agree with, shouldn't be judged, but be shown love-for they are blind, they don't have the Holy Spirit guiding them. People need to see the change in us as believers, as followers of Christ. Something needs to be different about us. People need to see Christ in us-not the world. My prayer is that I can love those around me and show them the love of Christ. I want to show them how Christ has changed my life. He is my life and that's how I should live. It isn't a Sunday morning and Wednesday night thing, but an everyday, every moment-a lifestyle. I am where I am for a reason and I have my story for a reason, so people can see how Christ changed my life and how HE can change theirs. It is ALL about CHRIST-not about us. I want the world to know this. I want the world to know Him-to know that HE is the only one who saves and that He is the only one who can give us life, purpose, peace and joy. My heart is breaking for the lost. But I have such faith the Christ can and will save. He will change the hearts of so many. I'm excited for what He has in-store. </span><br />
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Beth and I before the wedding!</div>JohannaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12834440053037620636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-808089017236180019.post-74574419310251714652012-04-18T10:51:00.001-07:002012-06-04T04:40:54.125-07:00Boasting only in the cross of Christ<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">O how I am learning of God's greatness. How big He is and how small I am. God deserves all of me. He is far greater than I could ever imagine. The fact I can be called His child, be able to serve Him, to worship Him, to know Him it's all the biggest honor and blessing. I am not worthy of such a gift, but gratefully, undeniably I will accept it and run with it. </span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This culture wants to drag me down, it wants to drag us all down. The world attacks us, Satan attacks us and even our flesh attacks us and wants to pull us away from the "breath of life", pull us away from the only hope, the only true joy, the only peace, the Only Savior- Jesus Christ. </span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">BUT, I know my God is far greater than all of these, I know He saved me and through Him all of that can be overcome. With that fact, with that grace, I want to give Him all of me. I want to boast only in the cross of Jesus Christ. I do not want to waste my life. My heart and my passion is to make His name known. My prayer for the past several months has been that "God, break my heart for what breaks yours". I have learned much of the power of prayer recently and when you pray and mean it, be ready for an answer. He answered in such a powerful way. O how my heart breaks, it breaks for the lost, it breaks for the ones wasting their lives, the ones that find themselves of this world. My hearts desire is that we as followers of Christ do not just conform to the ways of this world and then just "do" church. My prayer is that the youth of this nation will rise up, stop settling and proclaim His name to the world. We have freedom like no other people in world to share our faith- we need to take advantage of that and rise up, take courage and stop WASTING our lives. This world offers no satisfaction, no hope, no joy, no peace, but CHRIST offers it all-He gives life meaning. I pray church is not just a social thing, but a fellowship that helps build disciples for the cause of Christ. </span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I was in Africa for two weeks, working with a track team. I was humbled beyond comprehension. I was in a complete Muslim culture, that was so poor and so lost. They were malnourished, living in slums and in 115+ heat. Many people didn't have water, most didn't have A/C and not good food. I had time to see a completely new culture, experience things most won't. But I want our youth, our children, the children to come to see, to change, to make a difference in this world. No other time in history has had the transportation, technological and communication accessibility that we have now. Let's take heart and take advantage, not for our cause, but THE KINGDOM'S!</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">My heart is breaking: for the lost and for especially for the lost who think they are saved and the saved who are wasting their lives. Our God is too Big, too Great, too Worthy of all we have to give. We are to be in this world, but not of this world. I struggle with it, everyday. I am tempted by what this world has, what my flesh wants and what Satan soaks in my brain. But I do NOT want to waste my life. I do not. I want to boast in the cross of Christ. I am learning day by day and praying right along with it, for I know that it is only through God working in and through me that I will not waste my life. I am nothing, but He is everything. I am weak, but He is strong. Through Him all things are possible. My prayer is that I will rely on Him and that through Him I can be strong and I can have a productive life-a life glorifying Him. I do not know where He plans to take me, but I pray I follow. </span><br />
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